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This is far from perfect. But I wanted to get the lyrics available to the
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I got to lookin' back; To a boyhood radio
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Got to thinkin' bout Wolfman Jack; blastin' blues out of Mexico
And it thrilled me to the core; chilled me to the bone
Made me pack up my flatbed Ford and leave my happy home
It's been a million miles; ten thousand honky-tonks
And the famous Motel Cowboy Band playin' any damn thing they want
And we lived it fast; and we played it hard
And we did not pay our dues my friend with our daddy's mastercard
I don't want to die in the back of Hank Williams' Cadillac
Crucified on a treble clef made of gold
Naw the music made me quiver;
I gave it my heart my soul and my liver
Now I'm thinkin bout turnin' this rig around and headin home
INTRO CHORDS
I watched a good friend die; right behind my very eyes
and the man who took his place I could easily despise.
I confront him everyday; in a most reflective way
Just to scr*pe at the shadows of doubt; and wash all his sins away.
I don't want to die in the back of Hank Williams' Cadillac
Crucified on a treble clef made of gold
Naw the music made me shiver;
I stood and I delivered;
Now I'm thinkin bout turnin' this rig around and headin home
Steel guitar SOLO
I got some sound advice; ten odd years ago
I was running with Jacky Jack; near Chamin New Mexico
If you just want to be a star he said;
Fate'll beat cha like a gong; if you want to pick up that old guitar
Just do it for the sake of the song
You don't want to die in the back of Hank Williams' Cadillac
Crucified on a treble clef made of gold
Now the music makes me shiver;
Lord knows that I'm no quitter
But I'm thinkin bout turnin' this rig around and headin home
Yeah I'm thinkin bout turnin' this rig around and headin home
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